The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

With that said, he moved the tray in front of Han Chen.

Ok?

Buy me a drink?

Han Chen was startled when he heard the words, and looked up at the six-fingered black man opposite him.

Seeing that he was looking at him with no malice, he nodded, picked up the wine glass on the tray, raised his neck and drank it, then the wine glass was turned upside down, and there was no drop left.

"Thanks for the wine!"

Han Chen smiled slightly, and greeted Six Fingers Heixia.

The Black Man with Six Fingers is a great man of the Mohist School, so he is naturally an upright person, and he would never poison the wine. Besides, Han Chen is immune to all poisons, so he drank the wine directly.

"Xiao Er, I have an ingot of gold here, you send a jar of good wine to the gentleman opposite, and this ingot of gold is yours." Han Chen said.

Six Fingers Heixia invited Han Chen to drink, so Han Chen naturally wanted to reciprocate.

"Well, sir!"

The shop waiter was all smiles, quickly brought a jar of good wine, put it in front of Six Fingers Heixia, and told him about the matter.

Hearing the words, the six-fingered black man looked at Han Chen opposite, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "I've heard the name of a Confucian sage for a long time, and seeing him today, it really is a well-deserved reputation. It's a pleasure to meet, a pleasure to meet!"

Han Chen smiled, and said: "In this remote town restaurant, it is worthwhile to see the demeanor of the Mohist tycoon."

". "Mr. has won the prize!"

The Black Man with Six Fingers smiled, held up the wine jar, and said with a smile: "Mr. is a Confucian sage, so it must be huge. The wine glass was too small just now. I'm afraid I didn't enjoy it to the full. I decided to use the wine jar instead. Please have a drink, sir."

Saying that, holding the right hand of the wine jar, and using his power slightly, the wine jar flew towards Han Chen.

"Master, be careful!"

Yan Lingji, Mo Ya and others were shocked.

The wine jar was filled with true energy and carried a thousand catties of strength, making the air buzz, but the wine jar was not broken, which shows that the six-fingered black man's cultivation is really extraordinary.

"It's okay!"

Han Chen looked calm, with a smile on his lips.

He knew that the other party wanted to test him, and this kind of thing was usually tight in Jianghu.

When the wine jar flew in front of him, Han Chen raised his right hand and used the Longevity Art of Little Perfection, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding world was immediately suppressed.

The momentum of the wine jar suddenly slowed down!

The force of a thousand catties on it disappeared in smoke (Qian Zhaohao), without any threat at all.

Han Chen raised the wine jar, took a sip, put it on the table, and said, "Although drinking in a big bowl is fun, but I, Confucianism, pay attention to Zhou etiquette. It would be impolite for you and me to meet for the first time. I will return this jar of wine to you."

After finishing speaking, he ran the formula of longevity, tapped the table lightly, the wine jar jumped up, spun yo-yo, blessed the aura of heaven and earth around him, and flew towards Six Fingers Heixia.

"What a handsome kung fu!"

Yan Lingji, Mo Ya and the others were all surprised, and even Dong Jun and Sheng Qi next to him were amazed when they saw Han Chen's kung fu.

Buzz!

The big wine jar flew towards Six Fingers Heixia, and the air in the lobby shook like a gust of wind.

Chapter 3 Breaking Up Unhappily, Returning to Songhai (3/[-])

Immediately, the Black Man with Six Fingers raised his right hand, his body surged with internal energy, he caught the big wine jug that flew over, and took a sip from his neck.

Then, he put the wine jar on the table, looked at Han Chen and said, "Mr. Han, you just said that Confucianism pays attention to Zhou etiquette, but my Mohism has always been devoted to both love and non-gong."

"Whether it is the king of a country, or a beggar on the roadside, or even a flower or a tree, all living beings are equal, regardless of high or low. This is universal love for life."

"All chaos in the world is caused by war. Whether it is aggression or defense, as long as it is a war, it is an unjust war and a source of disaster. In the end, it is the people who suffer. Therefore, only the non-attack is the right way. "

Are all wars unjust wars?

It's too absolute.

Han Chen looked at Six Fingers Heixia and said, "According to the non-aggressive thinking of the Mohists, if a big country invades a small country, shouldn't the small country give up resistance and let the big country bully it?"

"Master, good question." Yan Lingji nodded.

Dong Jun smiled slightly, and looked at Six Fingers Heixia to see how he would answer.

The Black Man with Six Fingers frowned slightly, and said: "It's wrong for a big country to launch an invasion, but if a small country raises troops to resist, it will only increase the number of casualties. In the end, the country will be ruined and the family will be destroyed, and it will be the common people who will suffer."

Hearing this, everyone shook their heads.

Han Chen asked: "According to your point of view, even if others kill your wife and daughter, you will let it go, right?"

The Black Man with Six Fingers frowned, and said, "Mr. Han, you are making unreasonable words."

Am I being presumptuous?

Han Chen shook his head and smiled, and said, "Forgive me for what Han said bluntly, where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and there will be fighting. The so-called universal love and non-aggression is too idealistic, even unrealistic."

The Black Man with Six Fingers frowned even deeper, and said: "My Mohism has been passed down for hundreds of years, and I work for the welfare of the common people in the world. I love non-attacks at the same time, Shang Zhi Shang Tong, Tian Zhi Ming Gui, this is the greatest good in the world!"

In the lobby, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Han Chen smiled lightly and said: "I, the Confucian sages of all ages, wrote classics, educated the world, advocated the pursuit of knowledge, spread small words of righteousness, and advocated emphasizing righteousness over profit. This is a great act of kindness."

Six Fingers Heixia stood up abruptly, with a displeased expression on his face, he clasped his fists and said, "If we don't agree with each other, we will leave!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out of the restaurant without even turning his head, and left directly.

This is the first collision between Confucianism and Mohism, the two thoughts, and they ended up unhappy.

On the wine table, Han Chen pouted, "Jianai Feigong? I really didn't expect that the majestic Mohist giant would be so pedantic."

Mohism sounds beautiful, but it is actually whimsical.

After Six Fingers Heixia left, Han Chen and the others quickly finished their meal and went upstairs to rest.

The sky was getting dark, and the restaurant was lit up.

Soon, night came.

Everyone rested comfortably in this small town overnight, and in the early morning of the next day, they embarked on the journey again, rushing to Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

Xiaoshengxianzhuang is located in Sanghai, Qi State.

The people rode for three days, crossing mountains and ridges all the way, and gradually came to the hinterland of Qi State. Every time they passed through a big city, the people along the road would wear Qi State clothes to serve them.

stomping on...

Mo Ya and Bai Feng rode in front.

"We came from Qin to Qi, and the coins on us are no longer usable, so we have to exchange them for copper knives as soon as possible." Mo Ya smiled wryly.

Bai Feng nodded and said: "Today, there are seven countries in the world, each of which has its own currency measurement, but they are not compatible with each other. It is really troublesome."

Gan Luo, who was riding a horse beside him, said, "We are dressed in the clothes of Qin State. The eyes of these Qi State people are very uncomfortable."

There are often frictions between countries. If you look back at history, most of them have deep hatred.

During the period of Qin Zhuanggong, Qin State had already become one of the overlords in the Spring and Autumn Period, and once sent large soldiers to attack Qi. Therefore, the people of Qi State who knew a little about history hated the people of Qin.

Mo Ya said: "Bai Feng and I are from Korea, Yan Lingji is from Baiyue, and Gan Luo is from Qin. We all come from different countries, but we can get along well. It would be great if the whole world was like this."

While riding on the road, everyone chatted like this.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it is another two days.

A group of people have been rushing (b) for days and have already changed currency.

At this time, the East China Sea was approaching, and the Songhai Sea was already far away, and the wind in the air carried the smell of damp sea water.

Han Chen in the carriage looked at the salt field in the distance through the square window, with a smile on his mouth, feeling warm and home.

"After traveling abroad for more than a year, I finally came back."

The carriage walked along the long seawall and soon came to the vicinity of Songhai.

Yan Lingji and Dongjun, who had never seen the sea before, could not help but see a bright light, and sweet smiles appeared on the corners of their mouths.

"It's beautiful here!"

"So this is the sea!"

I saw pieces of snow-white salt fields, and behind them was the vast blue sea. Beautiful white sails were moored in the sea and sky. I don’t know when it started.

Seeing how fascinated they were, Han Chen shook his wine glass and said with a smile: "The State of Qi is located on the coast of the East China Sea and is known as the State of the Ocean. When Duke Heng of Qi was in power, he rose rapidly and powerfully by relying on rich ocean resources. In one fell swoop, he became one of the five overlords of the Spring and Autumn Period."

Coral, pearls, sea salt, and sea boats are the symbols of Qi.

Han Chen said with a smile: "If we compare Qi State to an ocean giant, then Songhai City where we are now is the heart of this ocean giant."

The sea salt of Qi State supplies the whole world.

Most of these sea salts are produced in Songhai.

Sea salt is a commodity that is in short supply, especially in times of war, it is even comparable to gold. It goes without saying how prosperous Songhai is.

After hearing Han Chen's words, Dongjun smiled, and said to Yan Lingji, "Sanghai is the heart of Qi, and Mr. Xiaoshengxianzhuang is the heart of Sanghai."

Although Dongjun is dignified and elegant, he is usually unsmiling, but after being by Han Chen's side for a long time, he would occasionally crack a joke.

The convoy drove slowly and soon came to Songhai City.

Law law!

The road was blocked by a group of Confucian scholars, Mo Ya and Bai Feng smiled, and at the same time reined in the horse, the horse neighed and stopped, and Che Luan behind stood on the ground.

"Yan Lu, Fu Nian, welcome back sir!"

Wearing Confucian clothes, Fu Nian and Yan Lu, leading hundreds of Confucian disciples, stood neatly in the middle of the street, looked respectful and joyful, and looked at Han Chen's Che Luan with their fists clasped.

Confucian people attach great importance to etiquette, respect and order, as soon as the little sage Zhuang received Gan Luo's flying pigeon, Fu Nian led the crowd to wait here, in order to welcome Han Chen.

Songhai was already bustling and bustling, but now that Fu Nian appeared here, it immediately attracted countless people to watch.

"Isn't this the head of Confucianism, Mr. Fu Nian? The one next to him should be Mr. Yan Lu."

"What is the origin of the person in the carriage, so Fu Nian and Yan Lu greeted him at the same time, could it be the king of a country?"